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Turn

Socratic
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 Turn
 Turn turn turn
 Turn
 Yeah we're just little germs that turn turn turn
 I wanted something sweet, then we be just a treat
 But I don't eat humans
 Sometimes thoughts and lies, numbers and times, quarter and dimes
 Yeah I don't know your name but I knew you were nice
 You over there, I think I met you twice
 You little girl, just like the world, will turn turn turn
 Turn
 Turn turn turn
 Turn
 Yeah we're just little germs that turn turn turn
 Turn
 Turn turn turn
 Turn
 Yeah we're just little germs that turn turn turn
 Bridge/Ending of Song: Am, C, Em (same as chorus)
 (this stanza play each chord once until- I act color blind...)
 Come give me a kiss
 I know I taste like dust
 I never get touched
 Speaking of not touching, I will never pick up a gun
 I act color blind just to see right
 I don't see black, not even white
 I feel alright
 I feel alright
 You can't send the boys to do the man's job
 You can't send the boys to do the man's job
 You can't send the boys to do the man's job
 You can't send the boys to do the man's job
 Turn
 Turn turn turn
 Turn
 Turn turn turn...

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Readable chord sheet for Turn by Socratic

[Am] [C] [Em]

Turn
Turn turn turn
Turn
Yeah we're just little germs that turn turn turn

[Am]

I wanted something sweet, then we be just a treat
But I don't eat humans
Sometimes thoughts and lies, numbers and times, quarter and dimes
Yeah I don't know your name but I knew you were nice
You over there, I think I met you twice
You little girl, just like the world, will turn turn turn

[Am]  [C]  [Em]

Turn
Turn turn turn
Turn
Yeah we're just little germs that turn turn turn
Turn
Turn turn turn
Turn
Yeah we're just little germs that turn turn turn

Bridge/Ending of Song: Am, C, Em (same as chorus)

(this stanza play each chord once until- I act color blind...)
Come give me a kiss
I know I taste like dust
I never get touched
Speaking of not touching, I will never pick up a gun
I act color blind just to see right
I don't see black, not even white
I feel alright
I feel alright

You can't send the boys to do the man's job
You can't send the boys to do the man's job
You can't send the boys to do the man's job
You can't send the boys to do the man's job

Turn
Turn turn turn
Turn
Turn turn turn...

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